Reborn to Cage My Sister's Killer
In my previous life, our packs made peace, and the enemy Alpha sent his son, Kael Voss, to us as a hostage.
He barely reached my shoulder. He spoke in a tiny voice, and none of the other pups wanted to play with him.
My sister, Selene Vale, was next in line to lead the Silver Moon Pack. But she felt sorry for Kael. She brought him home and cared for him herself.
We often played a game called “scent tracking.” We smelled Selene's clothes and tried to find where she was hiding.
I thought it was an innocent game. Then one full-moon night, Selene's scream woke the entire pack house.
We found her curled up in a corner. A silver blade was buried in her chest, and the bed was covered in blood.
Kael